Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Iran and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Lebanon Hanover to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Donald Byrd,
Unrelated Segments,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Womack,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Monolake,
Gang Starr,
Soul II Soul,
Skaos,
Alice Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Subhumans,
Monks,
Kas Product,
Michelle Simonal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Visage,
The Gories,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Main Source,
Swell Maps,
The Fuzztones,
Blake Baxter,
The Young Rascals,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Underground Resistance,
David McCallum,
Cecil Taylor,
CMW,
Mr. Review,
Groovy Waters,
Boz Scaggs,
Piero Umiliani,
Young Marble Giants,
Qualms,
Mars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ponytail,
the Slits,
Flipper,
The Birthday Party,
Country Teasers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eric Dolphy,
Avey Tare,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sun Ra,
Ornette Coleman,
The Mojo Men,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slackers,
Supertramp,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Toni Rubio,
Neu!,
Derrick May,
The Monks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Charles Mingus,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.